Just how good is good enough? It's a question we're faced with more often than we probably realize and, for me, the context of the question has a lot to do with my answer: How well do I want my bike prepped before I go racing? Just a little better than perfect. How clean do I want to get the same bike after the race? Whatever the pressure washer will blow off.
What's got me thinking about this? I had a follow up appointment with my surgeon the other day (for those who may not know, I had shoulder surgery a few months ago). Now, prior to the surgery, the doctor told me I should expect to get back to approx 80% of my pre-injury mobility which, oddly enough, was about where my mobility was before surgery. At this follow up he told me he was pleased with my progress, that I should be released to 'life' mid-March, and that my mobility is, currently, hovering around the 80% mark. Wait a minute - I'm already at 80%? Do you think I can expect to get back to 100%? I asked.
He hedged for a moment then said "most people accept the 80% and stop doing the rehab style exercises". Well, I ain't exactly "most people".
There is a story in the Bible about a blind man who was brought to Jesus in order that he might heal him (Mark 8:22-26). After spitting on his eyes (yeah, Jesus was a little unconventional!) Jesus asked the man if he saw anything. He did see something. He saw people - they looked like trees walking around but, hey, it was better than what he had been seeing! It's my own opinion here but I think Jesus asked him just to see if good was good enough. To see if he would settle. It wasn't and he didn't and, as a result of his honest response, Jesus touched him again and gave him a complete healing.
I wonder how many people, if they were in the same situation, would simply answer: "Yes I can see!" then spend the rest of their lives at risk of talking to trees?
Too many people today settle for a form of good that, really, isn't as good as it could be. Why settle for seeing tree people when you have the opportunity to see clearly? Why settle for 80% mobility when I can put in some extra effort and, maybe, get back to 100%? The surgeon did his part. The Lord did his part. Now it's up to me - I'm going to do my part.